Trials and Triumphs II
By: Morris Henderson
(Copyright 2012 by the author)

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Chapter 7
TWO BEGINNERS

It was less than a week before Eric received a call from Justin.  “This is Justin from the agency.  I’ve got your first assignment.  Are you available to spend Friday evening and the whole night with a client?”

“Yes,” Eric replied, surprised that his new job would start so soon.  “Can you tell me about the client?”

“Single.  New client.  In his early thirties, he tells us.  A partner in a big accounting firm.  He wouldn’t say which one.  Still in the closet because of career concerns so the usual discretion and confidentiality is a must.  You know this but I have to remind you that it’s very important that a new client be satisfied.  That shouldn’t be a problem because he says this is the first time he’s hired an escort.  Don’t know if he’s a virgin.  Don’t know what he looks like either because all our contacts were by phone.  His name is Richard Osborne.  That’s his real name ... or at least it matches the name on his credit card.  That’s about all we know about him.  He came up clean in our background check so you don’t have to worry about him being an undercover cop.  On the off chance he is a cop, make sure HE initiates any sexual conversation or contact.  And NEVER mention payment!  Most Johns will leave a tip somewhere in the room.  If he does it’s yours to keep.  If he hands it to you, use your judgment.  If he says or implies it’s payment for your services, decline it.  But we went over all that when you were hired, didn’t we?”

“Yes.  I’ve read over the guidelines you gave me several times.  When and where do I meet him?”

“He’ll be waiting for you at seven Friday evening in the Hilton Hotel near the Galleria Mall on the Johnson Freeway.  It’s a tall round building.  You can’t miss it.  He’ll be reading a Time magazine in the lobby.  Don’t know where he’ll take you for dinner but in case it’s upscale, you should wear a coat and tie.  You’ll be staying the night in his room at the Hilton.  That probably means at least two couplings and premium pay for you, Stud.  Call in your report on Saturday so we can figure the charges and cut a check for you.”

“Thanks, Justin.  I’ll be there.”

“I know he’s going to LOVE you.  No red-blooded gay man wouldn’t give his left nut for a romp in bed with you.”

Eric rushed home from work on Friday to get ready for his appointment.  He took a quick shower, used an enema, and got dressed, leaving plenty of time to drive to Dallas and find the Hilton.  He arrived in the hotel parking lot with thirty minutes to spare so he waited in the car for a while before walking into the lobby five minutes before seven.  He was momentarily perplexed because there were two men in the lobby reading a Time magazine.  But he easily identified which of them was his John because he was pretending to read his magazine but nervously glancing toward the front entrance.  Eric was pleased to see that the man was quite handsome with a trim (maybe too slender) body.  He wore an obviously expensive suit and had well-groomed blonde hair that contrasted strikingly with his dark eyes.

“Hi,” Eric said, deliberately not using the man’s name.  “Traffic was light so I’m a bit early.”

Richard Osborne looked up and seemed to be startled.  That made Eric think he had identified the wrong man.  Unknown to Eric, however, was that the reaction was an outward expression of total admiration of the young man who would be his companion for the night.  The agency had assured him of a young, sexy escort but the figure that stood before him exceeded all expectations.

It was only a moment before the man said, “Eric?  I’m glad you could make it on such short notice.”  He stood, leaving his magazine on the end table.  “I have reservations for dinner at seven thirty.  Shall we head out to the restaurant?  My car is outside.”

The dinner at a steakhouse on the outskirts of Dallas was delicious.  The conversation, however, was initially awkward and strained because both Richard and Eric were nervous.  Between the main course and desert, Richard gathered the courage to say in hushed tones, “Pardon me if I’m not good company.  But ... well ... this is the first time I’ve done this.  Arranged for a partner, I mean.  Fact of the matter is, I’ve never had a partner even in high school and college.  I’m not sure of what to do ... when we get back to the hotel.”

Mindful of the restriction on initiating explicit talk of sex, Eric quietly replied using ambiguous terms that would nevertheless be understood, “You can do whatever you want.  Ask me any questions you might have.  I’ll answer them as best I can.  But if it makes you feel better I’m a little nervous, too.  I’ve never done this before either.  Don’t get me wrong.  I’ve had experience but never with a stranger.  This is my first assignment from the agency.  I’m sure everything will go well and you won’t regret the adventure.”

Richard grinned broadly.  “Thanks, Eric.  I appreciate your understanding.  You’ve made me feel much better.”

Alone in the elevator, Eric said, “Calm down, Richard.  Walking through the lobby your glancing around made you look nervous ... and guilty.  We’re just two friends going up to our room.”

“Sorry,” Richard said.  “But I can’t help being scared that people will find out about me.  It would destroy my career not to mention devastate my family.”

“I know exactly how you feel,” Eric replied reassuringly.  “But on the rare chance that anyone you know sees you, they’ll be more suspicious if you act like you’re trying to hide something.  I learned that years ago in high school.  I was afraid my secret would become known.  As a result, my behavior around other guys — especially in the locker room — was unusual.  Fortunately, I recognized it and make a conscious effort to act normally.  I’m not saying it’s easy.  But you can do it.”

Inside Richard’s hotel room, Eric said, “I knew you could do it.  We passed a couple in the hallway when we got off the elevator.  You smiled at them and they would never suspect why I was with you.”

“But I knew!” Richard objected.  “And I felt guilty inside.”

“First of all, there’s no reason to feel guilty.  I fully understand why you’re afraid of being seen by somebody who knows you.  But there’s no reason to feel ashamed of us being together.  And doing things together.  We’re alone now.  You can do whatever you want to do — whatever you’ve dreamed about doing but never had the chance.”

“You mean that?”

“Absolutely.  I want you to be pleased.”

“This may sound odd,” Richard said hesitantly, “but I’d like to undress you.  Would you mind?”

“Not at all.”

Richard’s hands were trembling as he removed Eric’s jacket and tie and laid them carefully across the back of a chair.  He awkwardly unbuttoned the young man’s shirt and impulsively touched both prominent nipples before removing the shirt and folding it neatly on top of the jacket.  Eric was patient but amused that the fastidiousness was so typical of an accountant.

The man returned his attention to the half-naked body that was his to admire and explore — at least for one glorious night.  He ran his hands across the defined chest and flat abdomen, murmuring, “Gawd.  You’re beautiful.”  His trembling grew more noticeable as he unbuckled Eric’s belt, unbuttoned the waistband, and pulled down the zipper.  He gasped audibly when he saw the bulge in Eric’s bikini briefs.  Erotic passion and lust seized control of his mind.  He fell to his knees and quickly pulled the briefs and trousers down to the young man’s ankles.  Cock and balls now swung free inches from his face, plunging the virgin into a delirium of delight.

Oddly, Richard asked, “May I touch it?”  His tone was much like a small boy asking, “Can I pet your dog, Mister?  Please.”

“Of course,” Eric replied.  No longer constrained by the prohibition against initiating sex, he continued, “You’re free to do whatever pleases you.  Touch it.  Fondle it.  Watch it get hard.  Lick it.  Taste it.  Anything you’ve always wanted to do.  I’m here to please you and help you live your dreams.”

Richard did just that: touch, fondle, watch in amazement as it rose to a swollen and upright position, and even tasted it.  His shyness was disintegrated by his lust and by Eric’s gentle encouragement.  No longer concerned with others’ opinion of homosexuality, the man was carried away by a tsunami of sensual pleasure.

Eric patiently allowed the fondling, caressing, (and worship?) to continue for several minutes but then said, “Get undressed, Richard, while I take off my shoes and pants.  I’m going to give you the thrill you’ve always wanted.”

Richard grinned.  He almost ripped off all his clothes and uncharacteristically threw them carelessly in a pile on the floor.  Eric watched and noted that his client’s respectably sized cock was already fully erect and oozing precum.  He lay down on the bed and held out his arms in invitation.  Richard responded immediately and joined him on the bed.

Wordlessly, they hugged and ground their crotches together as they lay side by side.  After several minutes, Richard said, “Help me, Eric.  I’m not sure what to do ... or, more accurately, how to do it.”

“Let me show you.  Just lie there and relax.  And enjoy the moment.  I’m going to take you on a ride you’ll never forget.”

Eric’s hands and tongue roamed all over the slim man’s body to the accompaniment of moans and squeals of delight from the virgin.  Precum fell in a string to form a pool just below the man’s navel.  Eric licked it up, held it in his mouth, and transferred it to Richard by way of an open-mouthed kiss.  Noting the man’s surprise, Eric said, “It’s your precum.  And I think it’s delicious.”

Eric then applied his full attention to teasing, sucking, and stroking the throbbing penis that was begging for orgasmic relief.  It wasn’t long before the man screamed and his cock erupted in several volleys of creamy nectar.  Eric had to swallow some but saved most of it to deposit in his client’s mouth.

After a prolonged period of recuperation from the most intense orgasm of his life, Richard said, “Gawd!  That was magnificent!”

“If you’re pleased, then I’m happy, too,” Eric said.

“Would you let me do the same to you?  I can’t promise that I’ll be anywhere as good as you were but I’d like to try.”

“As I said before, Richard, you should do whatever you want to do.  This night belongs to you.”

Richard tried his best to duplicate the marvelous treatment he had enjoyed but was awkward at times.  Nevertheless, Eric enjoyed everything the man did.

After a very long shower in which they washed each other and both sprouted hard-ons, they returned to bed to enjoy each other, this time in a sixty-nine position.  Once again, Richard was quick to ejaculate; Eric’s climax took a little more time but Richard didn’t mind the extended opportunity to taste Eric’s shaft of manly meat.  Then they cuddled tightly together.

Before falling asleep, Robert’s thoughts were mainly ecstatic gratitude for finally experiencing what he had yearned for since he was about fifteen years old.  Eric, while he enjoyed the sex, thought about the life he had chosen to live.  He concluded that sex without love can be enjoyed.  And his new job with its variety of partners wasn’t merely the “whore boy for hire” that had worried him previously.

They woke early and spent more than an hour gratifying each other’s primal urges.

Before parting, Richard asked, “Can we do this again sometime?”

“Of course.  Just call the agency and ask for me.”

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Late Sunday night, Mike called to ask, “So how was your first assignment?”

“Very nice,” Eric replied.  “The client was a pleasant sort of guy and quite handsome.  I enjoyed the dinner but he was shy and awkward at first.   He was almost paranoid about our being seen together.  But in the privacy of the hotel room he was an animal.  That surprised me because he was a total virgin.  I enjoyed the sex — three times — but you want to know what’s surprising?  This sounds corny but my greatest satisfaction was giving him what he had wanted for so long.”

“Funny you should say that,” Mike said.  “I didn’t mention it when I talked to you about joining the agency because I figured you would think I was just blowing smoke up your ass.  Fact of the matter is, that’s exactly how I feel with many of my clients.  They’re not virgins but they’re appreciative as hell.  And it makes me feel good that I’m giving them the pleasure they miss in their regular lives.”

Eric said, “It wasn’t that long ago that I had my first sex so I know how this guy felt.  I’m pretty sure he went away very happy.”

“That reminds me.  Have you heard from Max lately?”

“No.”

“Well, I’m probably out of bounds so act surprised when he calls you.  He called me earlier today to thank me for recommending you.  It seems that your client called Saturday evening to sing your praises and wants a return engagement next Friday night.  Obviously, Eric, ya done good.  And you’re sure to get more assignments.” 

To be continued...

My thanks to Iatia for his consistently meticulous editing and for his continuing encouragement.

Posted:09/21/12